dream_catcher:

The Marauders are gone. At least for now. They still haven't determined what that was all about, and right now, Lucas doesn't care. He's been hard at work ever since the attack, despite his own psychological scars, healing who he can. When the medical labs, Hank McCoy, and the other healer assured him they had things under control, he went to talk to Scott, and got permission to do the hardest task yet.
He sighs, setting down the pencil and reviewing the letter.

sandcastlegod:

They'd started moving into the renovated abandoned restaurant/nightclub covered scrap metal. Corey'd even arranged a recycling dumpster next to the regular one. Once the kitchen was finally covered in his explanatory signs -- one explanation of food storage and recycling having the very direct heading 'You Will Not Waste' -- he took an awful lot of sorted bags of packaging out to said recycling dumpster.

eagleofthebow:

She was sleeping on a soft bed that was not her own. The soft light of day was streaming through a window and she thought she heard some birds when she started to wake up. Aridis finally opens her eyes and sits up. Her shoes had been taken off and set down on a thick bear skin rug and the room was being warmed by a fire. She gets up and begins to search the room. Even with the slight chill from winter the room was very comfortable for one of her bloodlines.

Aridis goes over everything she can see and frowns. This is not her grandfather's palace. This was not her parents home.

She has been kidnapped. Then it comes back to her and she is very angry. But she calms herself. Her brother and sisters will be here to save her as soon as they can.